Kristen Keenon Fisher
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"You are everything you're afraid you are not."
-- Serros
The Quantum Cartographer - Book of Cruxes. (Audio book now available on Spotify)
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W e Of L ike F etish
It is a small offering, absurd in the scale of its appetite, yet the fire loves permission, however small; free to rise from its ashen wreath at a time of its choosing, it wants justification for the hunger of its being. An excuse to devour, untamed.
By Kristen Keenon Fisherabout a month ago in Poets
Chatroom 88AE
Mikhail unpackaged the dead server. It was supposed to be a fun salvage job. Just a weekend distraction to pass the time along. Productively. He had bought the dusty black drive from a University auction, the kind of forgotten tech no one bothered to catalogue. Half the lot was junk; cracked monitors, obsolete GPUs, cables that no modern port recognized. But this drive was different. Heavy. Warm. Even before he plugged it in. Like it had been thinking in its sleep.
By Kristen Keenon Fisherabout a month ago in Fiction
Heir of the Storm
+CHAPTER ONE — The Debt and the Dawn The Astral had no sky. Just memory wearing the shape of one. Grass crackled beneath Odyssey’s bare feet like burning pages. A wind moved through the brittle field, carrying the scent of distant rain that never fell. Above her, clouds churned like tender bruises under pressure.
By Kristen Keenon Fisherabout a month ago in Fiction
Ash and Morning/Mourning
Ash and Morning/Mourning The Citadel breathes, heavy, damp, heat into its old lungs. The training court holds a chill that lingers with anticipation. I come to it with dust on my cuffs and a sliver of ink caught beneath my nail—a mark from the night’s copying work that refuses the water bowl. The court’s pale ash-bed glints under thin light. Each raked groove is an order imposed and a story erased. We pretend the grooves matter; by midmorning they will be blurred by boot and blade. Impermanent, yet law by pain and memory.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction
DARC RAIDERS. Content Warning.
Thunder. Rain. I couldn’t wait to shut everything out, throw on the headset and grind some extractions in Darc Raiders. Our Discord group had been talking all week about some of the new updates they finally added to the ransom mechanic—capture another player, lock their account, demand in-game loot and currency. “Ultra-immersive” the devs called it. A player could only be held for 48hrs and after that everything resets. During the first 48, the captors could demand a ransom. Loot from your vaulted stash, loot from your friends, or Rubies (in-game currency) for your release.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction
